The Ratings

The Ratings

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In the beauty crazed dystopian future of 22nd century North America, the population has increased into an unmanageable number of 2.5 billion. In the impulse to decrease the number the government has insisted that anyone who has looks rated under an eight at the age of 18 will be brutally killed and burned. After being kidnapped at 12 with her little sister Abbey 5, 17 year old Kadence has been dealing with her low scores of 5 and 6. Unable to afford the plastic surgery open to her due to money loss Kay has to rely on miracles to get through the final ratings alive. With one year left she runs away with her little sister Abbey Fleeing from the only place she knows and the swarm of surgically perfected faces, Kadence sets of on a long journey where she stumbles into 19 year old Aiden, a rough, rebellious runaway who lives in the ugly (the part of America in hiding of the ratings). In time they grow closer. And so does the force. What happens when the ugly is founded and no one can escape...
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